After Lin Zifei had formulated a relatively detailed plan, Lin Tianheng left Zhuwu Lianzhuang after briefly reviewing it.
After leaving Kunlun Mountain, Lin Tianheng first met Lin Zifu to check on the results of his efforts these days.
Seeing Lin Zifu, who had become a little thin, raising a nest of little snakes, all of them white and fat, Lin Tianheng felt a little relieved and complimented Lin Zifu casually, which made him burst into tears of gratitude.
In fact, Lin Zifu really wanted to say: Ancestor, I am so miserable. I don’t dare to eat more, and I don’t dare to sleep too much. I spend most of my time serving this brood of little ancestors every day. It’s so hard for me!
But before Lin Zifu could vent his bitterness, Lin Tianheng took him back to the Central Plains without saying a word.
The two of them traveled all the way south, entered the middle of Sichuan, took a boat down the Yangtze River, and entered northern Anhui. After the boat got dry, they traveled for more than half a day before they found the place where Hu Qingniu had lived in seclusion, the Butterfly Valley by Nvshan Lake.
The scenery along Nvshan Lake is excellent. Along the way, there are bright reds and purples. There are flowers all over the mountains and plains. It is extremely brilliant. As you go deeper, there are more and more butterflies. Some of the flowers are white, some black or purple, dancing gracefully. You really live up to the butterflies.
The name of the valley.
There are seven or eight thatched huts next to a clear stream. There are flower beds in front, back and left of the hut, filled with all kinds of flowers and plants. Lin Tianheng knew that this was Hu Qingniu's residence.
Lin Tianheng pushed the door straight and walked in. Standing in the room was a middle-aged man with a clear body and strong bones, watching a child fanning a fire to cook medicine. The whole room was filled with the smell of medicinal herbs.
"Are you Hu Qingniu?" Lin Tianheng said.
"Exactly, who are you?" Hu Qingniu raised his eyebrows, showing some dissatisfaction, as if he was blaming Lin Tianheng for his rudeness of coming in without warning.
Lin Zifu looked at Hu Qingniu carefully, wanting to know what the "Butterfly Medical Immortal" his ancestor called him was capable of, and he also felt a little eager to learn about medicine with him.
"My surname is Lin. I came to ask Mr. Hu a few questions." Lin Tianheng said with a smile.
"Ask a question?" Hu Qing Newton was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "I am a doctor, not a gentleman. This is a place to treat illnesses and save people, not a place to ask questions. If you really have any questions, just ask Mr. Fuzi.
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"My questions are all related to medicine, so naturally I should ask you." Lin Tianheng said.
Hu Qingniu looked Lin Tianheng up and down, touched his chin and said, "Come with me? Since you are also studying medicine, you must have practiced medicine much longer than me, so why bother asking me questions."
After saying that, Hu Qingniu raised his face arrogantly and had no intention of answering Lin Tianheng. In his heart, he was secretly annoyed that Lin Tianheng did not know the etiquette and pushed the door in without saying hello, almost destroying the medicine on the stove.
If Hu Qingniu hadn't seen that Lin Tianheng was old and looked like a master, he would have asked the boy sitting down to kick him out.
"Are you sure you don't want to take a look?" Lin Tianheng took out a mutton-fat jade bottle from his arms, pulled out the cork, and a scent of alchemy suddenly spread out.
"I have never heard of this kind of elixir. What kind of elixir is in the bottle?" Lin Zifu stared at the jade bottle in Lin Tianheng's hand, feeling itchy in his heart like dozens of kittens scratching, wanting to turn his head.
Reach into the bottle to find out.
Hu Qingniu sniffed hard and felt the fragrance of red pepper. His neck was still held high, but his eyes turned down involuntarily and glanced at the bottle in Lin Tianheng's hand.
Lin Tianheng smiled when he saw Hu Qingniu's virtue. Just like a drunkard cannot see the fine wine, and a glutton cannot smell the aroma of meat. Hu Qingniu, a master of medicine, cannot bear to smell such a strange aroma that he has never "smelled" before.
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In fact, this is indeed the case. At this moment, the number of kittens in Hu Qingniu's heart is at least twice as many as that of Lin Zifu.
"What kind of medicine is in here?" Hu Qingniu finally couldn't hold back and asked.
"Why don't you take a look for yourself." Lin Tianheng smiled and handed the bottle to Hu Qingniu.
"I'm just taking a look." Hu Qingniu took the bottle and emphasized at the same time.
"Please." Lin Tianheng said nonchalantly. He believed that no one could escape the law of true fragrance, not even himself!
Hearing this, Hu Qingniu quickly opened his palms and wanted to pour the elixir in the bottle into his palm to observe and study it carefully. However, what poured out of the bottle was not the elixir, but some powder scraped from the elixir.
powder.
Lin Tianheng only had one elixir with such a strange fragrance in his hand, and that was the Wanhehe Dan offered by Yin Mei Dao to show his sincerity.
Although the efficacy of the Ten Thousand Recovery Pill has long been spread among warriors above the master level in the main world, and it happens to be able to cure Lin Tianheng's injuries, it is after all a thing of the Demon Cult, and there is no telling what trap is hidden in it.
If Lin Tianheng's life was about to end, he would definitely take this pill regardless of cost, but now he can extend his life through the system. Even if it requires a lot of vitality to repair Dao injuries, it is just to do a few more tasks, so why take the risk?
this risk.
With the magic pill in hand, it would be a pity to abandon it. Lin Tianheng simply took it out as experimental material and sought the help of miraculous doctors from all walks of life, trying to understand the mystery. Even if he could not restore the formula with a small pill,
We just need to know whether and what kind of manipulation the Demonic Cult did.
However, this elixir was extremely precious, and Lin Tianheng was reluctant to use it all to contribute to the development of elixir science in all walks of life, so he just scraped off some powder and let miraculous doctors like Hu Qingniu study it carefully.
And what if after research it is discovered that the conscience of the Yinmei Dao Sect Master has been discovered and a genuine Wan Healing Pill is given to him!
Lin Tianheng still regretted that his intestines were green. An opportunity to cure his Taoist injury was wasted. How many kids must be cultivated to be able to equal the effect of this pill? His Taoist injury was cured.
After that, it can add nearly a hundred years of life!
Hu Qingniu, who poured out some powder, was unwilling to give in. He shook the bottle vigorously and brought the mouth of the bottle to his eyes, as if he wanted to confirm that there was indeed nothing in it.
"It's really gone. These are probably the only ones left in the world. Let's take a look." Lin Tianheng said seriously.
"That's all, you can tell what kind of ugly Yinmao you are!" Hu Qingniu boasted his beard and glared.
Lin Tianheng's behavior is like giving a good drinker a taste of a peerless wine and then telling him there's only one drop. It's like giving a good eater a taste of unparalleled delicacies and then telling him there's only a drop. It's really appetizing!
If Hu Qingniu hadn't known that he was not good at martial arts, he would have rushed forward and fought Lin Tianheng to the death!
Although Hu Qingniu was angry, he didn't do anything outrageous. He didn't even spill a single drop of the pill powder in his hand. After all, Lin Tianheng said this was the last bit of powder in the world. As a qualified medical and pharmaceutical worker
, he must cherish it especially.
Hu Qingniu put his hand in front of his nose and smelled the scent of the medicine carefully. Frustration suddenly surged into his heart. He couldn't smell what kind of medicine it was!
However, as a famous doctor in the world, Hu Qingniu certainly has his own pride, and trying to stump him with a little powder is just a daydream!
Hu Qingniu took out a small amount of medicinal powder, then stuck out his tongue, wanting to taste the medicinal powder, but in the end he did not swallow it.
"There seems to be something wrong with this powder." Hu Qingniu frowned, seeming to be talking to Lin Tianheng, but also to himself.
"Oh? What's wrong?" Hearing this, Lin Tianheng's eyes lit up. The results were obtained so quickly. Is Hu Qingniu's medical skills really so advanced?
"I don't know." Hu Qingniu shook his head, with a look of confusion on his face.
"I don't know? How did you know something was wrong?" Lin Tianheng said in surprise.
"Intuition." Hu Qingniu swept the medicinal powder in his hand back into the bottle, raised his head and said.
"I would like to hear the details." Lin Tianheng met his eyes and released some inducement signals through his mental power.
Hu Qingniu hesitated for a moment, his face changed several times, and finally he focused his eyes and said it: "When I was young, I once treated a case of golden silkworm poison in Miaojiang. It took three days and three nights, and the whole process was extremely dangerous.
, if I am not kind at all, I myself may die."
Lin Tianheng remained silent. He knew that this was a sad history for Hu Qingniu. The person he cured was Xian Yutong, the head of the Huashan Sect. He and Xian Yu Tongyi married Jinlan and betrothed his sister Hu Qingyang to Xian Yutong
, who would have thought that in the end he killed his sister, and even when he went to avenge her, he almost died at the hands of Xian Yutong. It was really a mortal enemy!
"Just when I wanted to try the medicine, I felt the same frightening feeling I had that day. Although I couldn't see any clues, this medicine powder might be extremely dangerous," Hu Qingniu said.
"Is it poison?" Lin Tianheng murmured, and then thought of the spiritual voodoo path among the six paths of the demon sect. This path is good at raising all kinds of strange voodoo insects, and its methods are extremely cruel. It often uses human bodies to refine voodoo.
The most mysterious and terrifying one.
"How about you help me study these medicinal powders, and I will help you kill Xian Yutong?" Lin Tianheng said suddenly.
Hu Qingniu glanced at Lin Tianheng in surprise, his eyes flashed violently, and finally slowly uttered two words: "Deal!"